Day 26: It Is Hard Being A 7-Month Old


Today was a beautiful day in Halifax. You know how I know? I saw it out of the window as I was lying in bed with a 20-pound 7-month old passed out on me. Oh well, it could have been worse right?

Today was the second rough day in a row for Charlie and his afternoon nap. Due to his red cheeks and the fact that he had a blanket stuffed in his mouth, it is a safe bet there are more teeth on the move. Poor guy. He has been so tired lately and the mouth is not letting him get comfy.

Luckily, laying on dad seems to do the trick. So that is what I did between 2 and 4 pm today. I won’t lie. It was cozy. Plus I had my phone, so I got a lot of tweeting, angry birds and instagramming in. How did our parents ever do it? Did they just think? Crazy.